Those tea party packets!
Do you remember an era where tea parties were common? Retirements, births, new homes, transfers....all used to be celebrated with "tea parties". Tea/Coffee, plus a pack of snacks - carboard boxes with butter paper inside it, that contains one sweet snack, one salty snack and 2 biscuits - that used to be a standard for any party. Rather, that used to be THE TREAT.
Haven't come across a "tea party" for years now, because we in IT world become a little extravagant - small celebrations are over juices & ice creams, while bigger ones are mostly over lunches and dinners!
Once upon a time, I used to wait for my mother to return from office, because if I was lucky enough, someone would have celebrated something at her office, and I would have a share of that - a tea party box at least half the share. If am luckier, I would have the whole of it. It was always a surprise, and both me and my mother wanted that to be a surprise. For once she made it a regular practice, I'm going to crave for it. There were instances where I silently opened her handbag, just to receive a warning that, "Hey, nothing for today - don't waste time, go & study" - Still it was worth a try.
I had never thought about the pains that she took to make it reach us.
2 weeks back, I had my friend bringing me special jilebis while he returned from my home town. In the night, I entered my home with the pack of jilebis and was really amazed to see the excitement on the face of my 2 year old! She was overjoyed with happiness that father was thoughtful enough to bring something to her, though she hardly understood what the snack was.
What rushed into my mind was that feeling of being responsible and answerable to such unstated demands of life.
I have a snickers chocolate back at my office desk, which I forgot to bring home today. I realise that I have crossed that stage where it is difficult not to get tempted by a chocolate. For I know that someone at home is going to be delighted to receive them from me in the evening. Just like me who had the excitement of opening those tea party packets.
Thank you amma...and thank you my friend, for that pack of jilebis! - I learnt a new lesson in life!
Haven't come across a "tea party" for years now, because we in IT world become a little extravagant - small celebrations are over juices & ice creams, while bigger ones are mostly over lunches and dinners!
Once upon a time, I used to wait for my mother to return from office, because if I was lucky enough, someone would have celebrated something at her office, and I would have a share of that - a tea party box at least half the share. If am luckier, I would have the whole of it. It was always a surprise, and both me and my mother wanted that to be a surprise. For once she made it a regular practice, I'm going to crave for it. There were instances where I silently opened her handbag, just to receive a warning that, "Hey, nothing for today - don't waste time, go & study" - Still it was worth a try.
I had never thought about the pains that she took to make it reach us.
2 weeks back, I had my friend bringing me special jilebis while he returned from my home town. In the night, I entered my home with the pack of jilebis and was really amazed to see the excitement on the face of my 2 year old! She was overjoyed with happiness that father was thoughtful enough to bring something to her, though she hardly understood what the snack was.
What rushed into my mind was that feeling of being responsible and answerable to such unstated demands of life.
I have a snickers chocolate back at my office desk, which I forgot to bring home today. I realise that I have crossed that stage where it is difficult not to get tempted by a chocolate. For I know that someone at home is going to be delighted to receive them from me in the evening. Just like me who had the excitement of opening those tea party packets.
Thank you amma...and thank you my friend, for that pack of jilebis! - I learnt a new lesson in life!
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